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Chapter 186 Dust ([-])
Qi Qingyi didn't intend to confront Qi Shiyan on the spot, but Qi Shiyan prepared that bowl of tremella soup for Xue Ling.Perhaps in Qi Shiyan's eyes, as long as Xue Ling died, this old case would be put to rest, and the world would still be peaceful.Little did they know that the few peonies cut by Princess Wuyou back then had been ground into mud, and how many people's clothes had been stained after going around.

So, everything was opened.In the middle, people add oil and vinegar, making it even more colorful.Qi Shiyan was surprised that Qi Qingyi had known Xue Ling's identity for a long time, but he didn't discuss it with him, disregarding the lives of the whole family.Qi Qingyi couldn't accept that his father killed Wuyou, and he acted righteously afterwards.

Actually, none of them.Neither of them had any, but neither of them could argue.That night, the father and daughter's absurd remarks ended with Qi Shiyan slumping to the ground.Qi Qingyi didn't take advantage of it. Fortunately, Qi Shiyan didn't want Xue Ling's death to be too obvious, and the medicine was light, otherwise that mouthful of white fungus soup would be enough to kill him.

The beads on the ground are finally picked up, but there are not many, just eighteen sons of the Buddhist family.Excluding the one that Xue Ling had already picked up, only Shi Qi was left on the ground.Pian Qi Qingyi groped on the ground for half an hour, picked one up, and rested for a while.Holding everything in the palm of his hand, he squatted for a long time before standing up.This is an indecent move. She has lived all these years, and she has not lost her composure a few times.

Xue Ling just felt calm and didn't speak, and let Qi Qingyi toss on the ground for a long time.At this point, she has nothing to say, and besides, she is not good at comforting people.More importantly, she also somewhat doubted Qi Qingyi's intentions in letting Princess Yongle talk about Wuyou.If Qi Qingyi didn't think Qi Qingyi was kind, it would almost certainly be to test Wei Lang.If this is the case, there is no one to blame for the causal cycle.

Qi Qingyi sat back on the chair, emptied a dessert plate, and sprinkled the handful of jade bodhi into the plate one by one, the sound of porcelain jade touching was crisp, like a bell like a chime.

After putting all the beads in his hand into the plate, Qi Qingyi stretched out a hand and pushed the plate in front of Xue Ling. "It's so good to fall."She sighed in a hoarse voice, and said with a smile: "If you want to come to Qi's house, you can come to Qi's house. If you want to enter the palace, you can coax me into the palace. Now you want to go to Jiang's house, I'm afraid you also want to go." of".She lowered her eyes, swallowed the phrase "Do you really want to help me keep the child?", and changed her tone, Qi Qi said, "It's not like me, who can only embarrass my father."

Since you, Xue Ling, can go wherever you want, if you really want to help me keep my child, you can keep it.

Xue Ling looked at Qi Qingyi, and thought of Qi Qingfei's phrase "smile on the surface but not on the flesh".Sure enough, the description is very expressive, no matter how much Qi Qingyi smiles, the nose and above remain unchanged, the eyes are still the same eyes, and the eyebrows are still the same eyebrows.It's just that the corners of the two mouths moved slightly, if they were happy, they would turn up a little bit, if it was just to force their face, they would just flicker away like that.The same thing is, no matter how you look at it, you can't help but feel that her smile is full of endless sadness.

Xue Ling picked up a jade bodhi, thinking that it would be good if Qi Qingyi and Mrs. Su were combined together. Both of them smiled when they were all right, but Mrs. Su's smile made you feel uncomfortable no matter how you looked at it, and Qi Qingyi just Let you look how sad.If you want to talk about worry, you should be the one who is most worried. It seems that she has become the most comfortable one in this day-to-day life.Xue Ling couldn't stand others like this, and said: "I came to Qi's mansion at that time, just to ask what happened, and I didn't do anything."

"I know".Qi Qingyi answered the words quickly, but his tone was still sad.Of course she knew that Xue Ling hadn't done anything to Qi's family.After all, in the palace, she has seen those methods before.I didn't think it at the time, but now that I think about it, if Xue Ling really wanted to put the Qi family to death, it would have been over long ago.Thanks to his father, he took in a adopted daughter, thinking it was a lucky star from heaven.

Xue Ling pondered for a moment, but did not say the phrase "I will kill Princess Yongle for you sooner or later".When Qi Qingyi first conceived, she had this plan.No matter who moved her hands and feet, she must have blood spattered three feet.But what happened was beyond her imagination.Moreover, Princess Yongle was implicated in Xue Yihan's matter, Xue Ling could not guarantee that he would really act without any scruples.

"No problem".Qi Qingyi suddenly raised the tone of his voice, not knowing whether this sentence should be addressed to Xue Ling or to himself.She patted her face lightly, woke up and said: "I'm sitting here just because there is nowhere to go in the mansion. My mother is angry that I disobey my father, and the rest of my sisters don't do anything. I can't take care of myself. If you want to make up all kinds of nonsense to coax them, it's better to be with you, at least you can tell some truth, Luo'er will not dislike it."She didn't lie, Mrs. Qi lived a happy life, and she didn't have the means to deal with this family disaster.The few younger sisters have not been through the storm, except for crying and asking what to do, they have no effect.She could take off her mask in front of Xue Ling, but Lu Yilu felt anxious, but she had to force a smile in front of other people.

What Xue Ling thought in his heart was "very disgusting", but he just replied bluntly, "This is Qi Mansion, you can do what you want".She didn't want to sit with Qi Qingyi anymore, she got up and walked to the soft place, thinking that tonight would probably be spent on it all night.Fortunately, she doesn't pick a place.

Qi Qingyi sat alone at the table for a long time, pouring himself a sip of tea occasionally.She obviously wanted to laugh, but she couldn't stop crying.Xue Ling, who was looking at the slump with tears in his eyes, was already drawing a post with a pen.Girls always have the simplest hair bun, a plain hairpin is fixed, and a few strands of hair hang on the side of the face and ears, reflecting the candlelight, making it more delicate.It's not as rich and luxurious as a daughter in Beijing, but like a valley orchid, blooming quietly, with a precarious appearance that makes people pitiful.In fact, it is very tough to take root among the broken rocks and stand among the chaotic rocks.

Qi Qingyi didn't need to walk over to know that the three younger sisters probably wrote about the surnames of the same family.She has seen Xue Ling's scribbles several times.I didn't think much about it before, but now I can't help but think about it.The son of the Xue family, not to mention Wentao and Wulue, must have read thousands of books.When Xue Yihan was convicted, Mrs. Xue hung her beam, where did the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl go, and what did she go through to attribute all the knowledge of the world to that children's enlightenment book?

Luzhi went to Qi Qingfei's courtyard and came back again. Seeing someone in Xue Ling's room, she retreated without saying a word.Xue Ling didn't keep anyone, just glanced at it from the corner of his eye, but didn't pick up anything, it was Qi Qingfei who took the package of snacks.Then he turned his head to look at Qi Qingyi, still sitting there in a daze.For no reason, she was reminded of how she fled at night in Yeming County, holding a bunch of moldy steamed buns and sitting under a tree.

She let out a long sigh, and after she sighed, she realized that she had been sighing all the time for the past few months.Then he traced the brochure on the table, "Happy to Shifu, Pi Bianqi...". At this point, Xue Ling's pen stopped, and he didn't write for a long time. Literally.

The freshly written Qi characters were completely covered by ink blots, and there is no more.

(End of this chapter)